Autobiography

Listen

Library books” © faungg’s photos, 2014. CC BY-ND 2.0.

On Tuesday I made my way to the library. Walked up and down each aisle, not picking up anything, just absorbing the calm, the quiet, the smell.

I’m still in awe of the peacefulness here. How I can hear the neighbor’s child play tetherball across the yard. Amazed by all the green space, all the leaves. When Mason and I went for our first walk I tugged on his shirt sleeve and said, “Look! Mushrooms! Something someone didn’t plant is growing.”

Yesterday morning I went running again. I paid close attention to my feet scuffing across the concrete. Watched and plumes of breath escape my mouth and rise up in front of me. I was still. I was quiet. I was only listening.

The rain plummeted through the leaves and made a sound I hadn’t heard since I was a kid. A dampened thunder, a promise of renewal crashing down. I stopped running and stood there in the dark. Arms outstretched, rain water mixing with sweat on my bare face and chest.

Something is growing. I just don’t know what yet.

16 thoughts on “Listen

      1. I consider myself a meditator now, a bit half-assed, but i’m pretty new and working toward 3/4 ass! LOL..
        but the way i started was thru yoga…i realized, as I was moving, that i was meditating. It wasn’t a gradual realization…i knew almost right away that something had shifted.

        Now i listen to guided meditations on line or on my phone (insight timer app is great and free). I can also sit, quietly…which shock the hell out of me.

        I had no formal training…i learned by doing, and then being interested so i read and listened at home.
        and ps..my favorite is still moving meditation, it mass me feel free.

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        1. I was thinking about you the other day when I took my first yoga class since… I don’t know when. I’m hoping I can get myself to keep going. I’d love to get to that flow state.

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